D-Gotti - Big Dudes lyrics

[Big Moe] It's the Moe-torola, too big for the Yoda I ain't riding in a Honda, cause I might tip it over Man it's big daddy, gon need a big Caddy Hogging four lanes, so them boys can't pa** me Or that big Benz, or that big truck So when I get in, I'm popped up on big buck Big wood big boom, in the hood with Big Toon They bopping in the mall, cause we shop at Big & Tall Big boys gon ball, spring and the fall The winter and the summer, in a stretched out Hummer Bad guy with the lummer, ba** beating like a drummer Big dreams big schemes, big n***a and I'm doing big things [Noke D] Big house big car, big money big star Big n***a showing up, big spender at the bar Big fat muddy cup, big a** on the buck Big tire whole truck, big rims bu*toned up Big grill for the hoes, man you already know Big boys put it down, big boys get chose I like big brown eyes, and big round thighs A lil' round navel, and a big ring inside Got ol' nuts, big glory my story Big clutch playa, like big Robert Horry Big piece big chain, big name big fame Big this big that, big every damn thang [Hook] Going low, and known to tip slow It's Big Moe, I'm stepping through the do' Slow and low, it's moving tip pole It's Big Moe, I'm stepping through the do' [Big Toon] Big black Expedition, big deuce-deuce inches Two big Glock b**hes, 'case boys big sixes Big Toon I ain't tripping, I'm all about the riches Gotta have big figgas, so I stay in the kitchen I stay cooking O's, weighing 28 grams Big dude damn fool, man that's who I am Big boss playa, pretty hoe layer It's Big Toon, Noke D and the Big Mayor Slap a b**h in the mouth, talking down on the South We so hot, a deep freezer couldn't cool us off Big guns around here, will get your brains pushed out Come around playing games, will get your name crossed out b**h [Hook] [D-Gotti] I ain't bigger than the average, but I'm larger than life Like a throwing Pit, can't control his bark and his bite Sight me in some'ing big, on some big ol' rims Big on these bad b**hes, but I like ghetto slim As I slim, through my big black book Trying to let these hoes know I'm trying to get at em, with this big black hook Shook the block, with the big ol' 18's in the trunk And resting 'cross the back seat, is a big ol' pump Boys don't want none, the bigger they are the harder they haul It's different with spinning rims, the bigger they are the harder the car And when I haul in the club, I get big love from the streets See I'm a independent big hard, chasing big dreams come on [Hook]